Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 452

Just as she approached the door of the ward, she heard Old Mr. Johnson complain. “The doctor said that I was recovering well and could be discharged. Why do you have to lock me up here!”

Lucas said, “Grandpa, it’s useless for you to tell me that. Why don’t you talk to Rae-Rae when she comes here later?”

If he had dared to complain in front of Rachel, he would not have nagged in front of Lucas.

Old Mr. Johnson was half-lying on the bed with his hands clasped on his abdomen. He sighed faintly. “Their tempers are really the same when they get angry.”

Although he said that, his eyes were gentle.

“No wonder I’ve been sneezing recently. It turns out that someone is talking about me behind my back.” Rachel’s voice came from outside the ward.

When Old Mr. Johnson heard that, he immediately perked up. “Rae-Rae is here. Come and sit down. Lucas just prepared some fruits. Hurry up and try them.”

already used to seeing how solicitous Old

Johnson family was not as noble as

how much Old Mr. Johnson valued her

Rachel ate and used

not only would Rachel get one, but she would also have the right to

she chose could Tom and Adrian choose from what was left, and finally,

importance Old Mr. Johnson attached to Rachel that made all the serv*nts

biased, but he was also biased in preparation for the Johnson family’s future

Rachel walked toward the bed. Her gaze flitted across

and made

small problem.” A look of contemplation flashed in

you use to make Wharton Carl, National Healer, personally show up for

the Johnson family’s strength was indeed insufficient to

personally came